a rose
between the pages
 a story untold

Shanghai

blurry like a 

daydream 

memories, like

drawings on the beach 

carried away by waves of age 

with happy bubbles 

beer shows its happiness 

on the surface 

hands lifting weights
legs cycling and running
a busy gym

an evening
cloud show
with magic colours

when talk is cheap 

I put my effort 

In my doing

to be in harmony 

my body is bribed with 

food and sleep

chores of life 

may I be excused

to follow my dreams

to catch
the flying time
I wear a watch

dear fog

I cannot see 

the road ahead